In Despair Poem by Peter Lee
In Despair
Flicking tears, through the gap of two pieces
Curtains, spilled on the rosewood,
Fleeting toward the deep.
I lay prone, the way like the bed couldn't
Stand, its fissures growing large,
My mind staking far.
Strength have never existed.
I grabbed the body of myself, leaning out,
Head toward where the tears vanished.
And, there's the door.
Saturday, January 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,life
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